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Francine Peters ([personal profile] thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-02-04 11:40 am
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Room 511, Wednesday evening

Hiding out in the safety of her room after yesterday's traumatizing events (among others)? Francine? Of course not.

God, it was so nice to be able to lie again.

Though at the moment most of her lying was happening on the bed with the window cracked open, a softly scented and unseasonably warm breeze wafting in from the direction of the park, and a book on adult literacy spread out before her as she sprawled. She really didn't have a clue how to help somebody learn to read, no matter how many picture books she checked out of the library, so she figured she might as well try to find out.

[OOC: Open as open is, though expecting one with ears the size of small saucers at worst, whose thread be chronoschmoogically last! ...Also it always said evening.]
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[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-05 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"You have my word I won't do that on purpose," Merlin promised.
thatsamilkshake: (laughing - cracking up)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-02-05 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"See, that right there would eliminate...um. Zero percent of our headsmacking so far!"

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-05 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps if we wore helmets?" And now he was trying not to laugh at THAT image.
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[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-02-05 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Being in the same room, the new extreme sport? I dunno. That sounds a little dangerous for a first date." She grinned, then asked, "...Speaking of which..."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-05 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll have to be very careful." Merlin gave her a curious look, waiting for more of that sentence.
thatsamilkshake: (explaining)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-02-05 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Um. When will we have to be very careful?" she asked.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-05 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh!" A day. "Right. How about Saturday?"
thatsamilkshake: (smiley)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-02-05 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
"That's good!" she said so fast that you might suspect she'd have answered the same to any suggestion at all.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-05 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Merlin... didn't notice. "Great! ...er, where are we eating?"
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[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-02-05 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess that depends what you want to eat," Francine said logically. She wasn't really wired to think it depended on where she wanted to eat. "There's burgers, or steak, or Italian or Thai, or seafood, or pizza, or Mexican, or Chinese..."

She hadn't been to all of them, no. Just the ones with take-out.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-05 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Italian." Because that almost sounded familiar.
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[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-02-05 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've never been there, but it's supposed to be good," Francine said. "It's called Il Pollo." She was actually halfway to pronouncing it right, if the Texan in her hadn't gone Spanish instead of Italian.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-02-06 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Saturday, Il Pollo," Merlin confirmed with a nod, pronouncing it the same way as her. Poorly.
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